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Dani walked slowly across the wide stretch of minimally undulating beach that morning. Her head down in contemplative gaze at the details of the sand having been washed once more on the outgoing tide. She carried her favorite short board cradled against her side. It was a soft morning, as the fog lifted slowly. Her wet suit warmed her against the cool of the morning breeze. She had deliberately left the front zipper low to her waist as it allowed cool niblets of air to surround her taut breasts. She had done this for years as she knew there would be few, if any, here this break of dawn to penetrate her privacy. She felt the graded cliffs to her back and right. It almost gave her the impression that this was a womb, but not quite, for she could see the beach stretch out to the south as far as the horizon. She knew that if she picked up a wave here she could, on a good day, have a ride of a thousand yards or more. She loved the efficiency of that idea. Long rides were time to think as her body reacted instinctively to the needs of Ankara escort the changing wave.Looking up now, she saw the three to four foot swells that she knew would be here. That was why she was here. The radio had reported a large storm 800 mi east of Hawaii and Dani knew there would be perfect swells on the Cali coast this morn. She marveled at the idea that there was but a gentle breeze here, hardly enough to toss her blonde hair about her head. She thought, for a second, about the ideas of chaos that she had heard in class A flip of a butterfly wing in China could, through the endless complexity of nature, turn to the perfect storm in the mid Pacific and ultimately give to her the blessing of this morning’s waves.As she walked she could hear her retainer strap scraping along the sand pulled along by its attachment to her leg. The approaching ocean was her bliss she realized as she first stepped into the shallow water. The water deepened with a chill initially which soon gave way to reassurance as Ankara escort bayan the water folded over her body. She had never told anyone this, but her connection to the ocean was intense, almost sexual, as if she were wrapped in the arms of her lover. She paddled out slowly as she thought about this idea. She had two lovers already and now there was this third lover confessing her adoration for her so blatantly. The sea had been a love and her lover ever since the formation of her mind. It provided beauty and security in her life. It was always there. The sea was a presence to be recognized early when one lived on the coast. It greeted every day and she had come to love its many faces. The calm days of gentle swells, the storms that hit the coast, the sunsets so magnificent that one could never forget. She loved the smell that was always there like salt, vegetation and sea life mixed to one grand pot pourri.Shelly had come to her life about three years ago and now she seemed so comfortable. Escort Ankara Bright, capable, joyous and always fun, Dani loved her so much she had pledged to live her life for and with no other. They had a home two blocks inland from the coast and thus both lived the life of the beach constantly. Shelly’s tanned body was so alluring for Dani that she used to blush terribly when she thought of all the things that Shelly had wanted her to do to her, but no longer. It was clear to all now that Dani and Shelly were lovers. They were hopeless to hide it from the world, for each time they gazed at each other the love between them could not be concealed. She had become used to the idea that she loved a woman and not a man. She did not hate men but she could not help the fact that they had always been so disappointing for her. Their coarseness, all their urgent needs and most of all, their self – centeredness was the final straw. Shelly was none of that. Refined in movement and in mind she always gave more than she received. Her needs once unmasked were most intense but never demanding. She enjoyed Shelly’s slow massages and lovely sexual preludes to their intimacies. Most of all she was never disappointing. She was always fascinating as her mind seemed to have infinite recesses in which to find ideas and images that were astonishing.
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